A Little House in the Pyrenees-Atlantiques.

A short drive away and we’re on to our next house-sit. Someone said to me once, ‘Why would you travel all that way to walk someone’s dog?’, but house-sitting is so much more. It’s comfort and companionship, a tiny peek into different lives, a chance to live eyes wide open. It fulfills my need to stay awhile, to live like a local (I know I’m … Continue reading A Little House in the Pyrenees-Atlantiques.

Still in a French Country Idyll.

An everyday Paradise.  We’re surrounded by fields and woods, sky and space. There is a house next door and we can put out a hand and touch their barn, but we hardly ever see them. We hear their cockerel crowing, and see their sheep grazing. But there is nothing to intrude upon our feeling of being little lords of the manor.  We are here to … Continue reading Still in a French Country Idyll.